Assessment day, Otherwise known as find out how weak and out of shape you are day.
So how was it??
For me it was a blast, but I often find fun in things that are not meant to be fun. When you enter the building you're greeted by several fit and fun people. You can tell that these people actually love what they do and because they love it... its possible that you might in fact grow to love this type of punishment as well. That or its like childbirth and its so painful you forget everything except the feeling of joy as you leave the gym that day. I'm hoping for option number one.
Assessment day was a day for learning. I learned the proper techniques for planks (ouch), squats, lunges, pushups and how to best play with kettle balls without getting hurt.
The next step took me back to elementary school and the presidents physical assessment testing they did. How many can you do? how far can you stretch? how long can you hold yourself up? I found that I am more out of shape and inflexible then I ever imagined. I knew that I was a big girl going in... but I didn't think I was a weak girl as well. I always figured that underneath my flubber exterior was muscles with strength enough to hold my own. However, when it came to dangling my weight from a TRX system and holding myself up with my arms... I clearly could not hold my own very long.
After the assessment came the measurements.
According to there scale I was 239.6 (which is fantastic knowing that I'm coming from 250), my body fat was 48.0% and my hydration was 38.1%.
Like going to the doctor... the worst part is always standing on the scale, in front of a twig of a nurse who doesn't know you, and letting her know your most guarded secret. This too was true with Kosama's scale. What I didn't expect was finding out exactly what percentage of my body was fat. After this... the scale at the doctors seems like a cake walk.
Overall, I'm excited and up for a challenge. This is going to be a massive change for me and I'm ready.
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